To become a king and a magician

There are two reasons why we're preparing wedding dresses for you. One of them is to slightly satisfy the desire of many older women who are eager to get married.

"Who the hell are you calling an older woman!"

"We're all still young!"

"If I had to say, you're the oldest one!"

Women who were all approaching their thirties or even forties retorted instinctively, especially when someone over four digits old called them "older women"... it was simply a form of contempt and humiliation.

Why are you all reacting so strongly? Or do you not want to wear it?

"this......."

"We didn't say that."

"We have no objection to the wedding dress itself."

"That's fine then, isn't it? They took your feelings into consideration when choosing this style as a wedding dress. If you don't wear it this time, you'll have to wait several years to wear it on a formal occasion next time."

"......"

After a moment of silence, Artoria asked, "And then? What are we supposed to do after we put on these clothes? If it's a honey trap... are we supposed to seduce the Master?"

[Just distract him—everyone except Ritsuka and Mashu has only one goal: to distract Tora and make him focus all his attention on you all, who are all so beautiful in your wedding dresses.]

This will buy time for Tiger Number Two.

"Huh? Buying time?"

Fujimaru Ritsuka asked, somewhat puzzled, "Don't we need to fight the captain?"

【Of course we need it, but the key point is over there. The chances of us fighting here are slim. Even if we do fight, with your wedding dresses, Mashu, and Ritsuka, escaping shouldn't be a problem.】

[As long as things go smoothly on Tiger Two's side—I don't think he's pinning his hopes on us anyway, so we don't need to take it too seriously. Just leave it to him. We can treat this like a wedding mockup.]

After all, if we really want to get married, we'll have to wait several more years.

48. Is it good-looking?

Several tens of minutes later.

Between the thrones.

Looking at the large group of more than a dozen people, including Aozaki Aoko, who had inexplicably come looking for him, Natsukawa Torato rubbed his temples slightly: "What are you doing?"

"N-nothing, I just came to show you."

Although she was already a woman in her forties, Aozaki Aoko couldn't help but feel a little shy. After all, wearing a slightly revealing wedding dress in such a spacious place... she wasn't thick-skinned enough to remain calm in this situation.

"If it's convenient, could you share your thoughts after you've seen all of our wedding dresses?"

"I...I'm begging you too, brother..."

"So that's why Mashu and I also...."

......

Like Aozaki Aoko, almost everyone had a shy look on their faces, their cheeks slightly flushed from pushing the limits of embarrassment. Only Artoria, Mordred, and Arcueid looked normal.

After all, two of them were dressed in men's clothing, while Arcueid was created by herself and didn't have Merry's wicked sense of humor.

"......"

Natsukawa Tora had absolutely no idea what to say.

If I had to put it into words—actually, he had been feeling waves of killing intent coming from around him since just now, and it was so intense that it could kill him.

“I said… Morgan.”

"what happened?"

A chilling voice, like an extreme cold storm, rang in Natsukawa Tora's ears.

It was clear that Morgan was in a rather unpleasant mood—after all, no matter what, she was now Xia Chuanhu's only wife and lover, and the two had been married for over two thousand years without ever having any disagreements.

But now, these fox spirits from pan-human history are seducing her husband right in front of her, wearing such indecent wedding dresses...

(That's incredibly audacious!)

Is it because they feel she hasn't shown much authority, so they've started openly challenging her as the "first wife"? Morgan thinks it's necessary to make these arrogant young girls realize who the rightful wife is.

As for Natsukawa Tora...

"Does it look good?" Morgan asked the crucial question. "The style of the wedding dress seems to be exactly what you like. Does it look good?"

"I don't think it looks as good as the outfit you wore more than two thousand years ago."

Natsukawa Tora stared intently into Morgan's eyes as he answered.

This wasn't just a polite remark driven by his survival instinct; while there was some reason behind it, it was primarily based on his feelings for Morgan.

After all, they've been married for over two thousand years, so he should naturally favor his wife in this regard. Besides, he's long past the age where he'd be attracted to women, and his mindset and will are quite firm.

and so--

"Snapped!"

With a snap of Natsukawa Tora's fingers, a towel appeared on everyone at the same time, wrapping each of them in their wedding dresses.

"Although I suspect you have ulterior motives for dressing up like this to see me, unfortunately, whatever your intentions, trying to sway me with your beauty will be useless—I think it was Melly who instigated you to do this, wasn't it?"

"Uh!"

"Didn't we expose ourselves right from the start...?"

"Sister Meryl, where's your illusion magic?"

Upon hearing Natsukawa Torato directly mention Meryl's name, Aozaki Aoko and the others all showed a hint of helplessness.

Xia Chuanhu gave a wry smile: "Even without mind reading, I can guess it was her. After all, only she would do something like this—please don't do such things again. I am no longer the person you love, and I will never be your wife, so..."

[Alright, everyone, listen up! Start smashing that scumbag on the throne's mouth shut right now!]

Suddenly, a loud shout from Merry interrupted Natsukawa Tora's words.

Immediately afterwards, Arcueid rushed to the throne and threw a punch at Natsukawa Tora!

"Snapped!"

An invisible barrier blocked Arcueid's fist.

Natsukawa Torama gently pushed the space around him, sending Arcueid back to its original position, and said, "There's no need to be so angry, nor is there any need to feel dissatisfied. After I erase your memories and send you back to Pan-Human History, you can—"

“Merry, I think we should just give up on using our femininity and instead knock him away,” Aozaki Aoko said, placing her hand on the hem of her wedding dress as if she were ready to tear it off at any moment to move around.

Even though she had heard it once before, Aozaki Aoko still couldn't control herself when she heard him say he was going to say goodbye to them again.

The same applies to others.

but--

"Leaving aside the others... just look at Arcueid, who has been defeated by me every day for the past two weeks. You should know the difference in strength, right? Do you still want to fight me?"

Natsukawa Torara looked at the eager crowd with a helpless expression: "Well, if you guys want to fight, I won't refuse. Let's hurry up and all of you get together—"

"Buzz—!"

Just as Natsukawa Tora was speaking, a slight tremor suddenly came from the direction of the large platform at the deepest part of the throne room.

As if sensing something, both Nika Chuanhu and Morgan's expressions instantly turned serious.

"Morgan, this feeling is..."

"We've been invaded, there's no mistake, the barrier we set up near the Great Void has been—"

At this point, Morgan immediately looked at Aozaki Aoko and the others in front of him, his brows furrowing for a moment before turning cold: "So that's how it is... You're here to stall for time—I'll settle accounts with you later. Tiger."

"I know."

With Aozaki Aoko and the others looking puzzled, Natsukawa Torato and Morgan clasped hands, and the thrones beneath them slowly emitted a dazzling platinum-gold light, transforming into a pillar of light that shot straight up onto the large void outside the city.

Then.

"Buzz——————————!"

A magic circle, large enough to cover the entire void, unfolded in the air, and then within that magic circle, countless rays of light converged in the air, visibly forming an enormous platinum light spear!

A radiant light, like that of the sun, shone down from above the great void.

"The spell unfolds."

"Spirit Vein Blockage Type Spirit Armor, Holy Lance Lungominiad, anchor."

Natsukawa Tora and Morgan declared this.

As their voices faded, the enormous platinum spear descended from the sky, crashing straight into the massive void!

"BOOM————————————!!"

49. A reunion after 2,400 years

The Holy Lance.

Lengominiad.

The weapon that Artoria once used, which served as an anchor to the surface of the world throughout human history, is now presented to everyone in the form of magic.

Like a platinum spear of light piercing through space itself, it fell from the sky and, as if to pierce and shatter the earth, struck the large void in front of the main gate of the royal city!

Everyone except Morgan and Natsukawa Tora was stunned.

"That is... the Holy Lance?"

Grey touched the cage she always carried with her. She had unleashed the Holy Lance before, but compared to when she did, the Holy Lance that appeared before her eyes now far surpassed her in both power and scale!

That should have just been a replica created through magic.

and......

"Why did you suddenly use the Holy Lance?"

Aozaki Aoko stared in bewilderment at the platinum radiance that lingered outside for a long time.

Why would Morgan and Natsukawa use the Holy Lance at this time? Could it be that Kornunus, who has been sleeping in the Great Void, is showing signs of revival? But he has been sleeping for twelve thousand years, it shouldn't be possible for him to suddenly revive now, right?